"Ah Luci, Luci.... Luci," the archangel chuckled. "What are we going to do with you?" The ex-angel sat there, her long raven black hair cascading down her shoulders and back. She smirked her blood red lips and looked away.
"Cast me to hell? You can't do anything without hurting Father Gabriel. You know that I am his favorite."
"Not anymore,"Gabriel smiled. "Father gave me permission to do anything I want to you."
Luci chuckled. "Really now? That doesn't seem like the Father dear I know."
The archangel grew serious. "You don't anyone up here anymore Lucifer." That wiped the smirk off her little pretty face. The blood seemed to rush out of her face, but then it came back.
"Yes I do, brother dear." This time Gabriel's face lost its blood.
His voice cracked, "Wh-o?"
"Nobody you know dear," Luci smiled and stood up gracefully, her black suit, fitting tightly around her body. She walked closer to her brother. "Now I have a much more appointment right now to go to. Toodles brother dearest!" Luci walked towards the open door, and when reaching it, she turned around, took a step backwards. She fell out of the building with grace, and in the distance you could see large black wings soar down to Earth.
"Lucifer with the dramatic exits," Gabriel spoke out loud and walked to look out the door. Picking up his office's phone he called Father.
Ring. Ring. Ring. Gabriel waited for Father to answer.
"Where did she go this time?" a deep, gruff voice answered.
"I do not know Father. We were talking about what was going to happen to her, and Luci, with her devil eyes, and her blood red lips, stood up and left the room with one of her dramatic exits as usual."
The voice on the other line sighed. "What to do with her? That's the question we need to ask."
"I know father."
"Do you think she fell finally?"
"Let's wait an hour and I think we'll know."
-1 hour later-
"Sir!" a small messenger entered the large room.
"What now?" the large bearded man in the throne talking to an archangel asked.
"Sir, Lucifer, has fallen," the messenger coward in fear of being struck down.
"Oh good," he sighed. "Finally. She is gone."
"I miss her and all of her troubles that went with her," The archangel sighed.
The man smiled and looked around, "She's gone, and I don't want anyone to try to go after her."